I got REALLY bored, so I wrote more poemu.

Let the storm rage, the thunder rumble,

The rain drizzle, the sky torn asunder.

Until the tears abate, and the pain fade,

Drown my cries, pleas and sorrow;

Let it not go through another morrow.

For the heart is tired, the soul goes weary,

The mind drained, a husk so dreary.